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Saturday, 7 December 2013

A teaching moment,
a humbling moment, an understanding moment and a compassionate moment.

That is what I have
desired that we take away from certain experiences of life when we look at the
cards we have been dealt that do not look like we would walk off with the pot.

More often than
not, we do not win the jackpot much as we participate in the lottery, we hope
we have picked the right numbers but the picking of the winning numbers is completely
out of our control.

It is then left to
luck, good fortune, favour, blessing, chance or any convenient description of
how opportunity and timing coincide to create advantage and gain.

The reflex to moments

The moments
described above require patience and reflection, reflection desires that
whatever we have determined to say or do be delayed to have a broader
perspective especially when that perspective does not agree with us.

Yet you find many
who have charted a different course, they find their greatest expression in a
rude moment, an abusive moment, a dishonest moment, a disingenuous moment, an
expletive-laden moment, a belittling moment, an unreasonable moment, an
uncharitable moment and a hateful moment.

Their capacity to
demonstrate this with a knack of genius and experience would make them icons
of intemperance and much as you might be tempted to respond in like manner or
take the high moral ground, the best thing to do is to ignore them.

Rethink the act

For a person who
seeks to learn can be taught and in being taught is humbled into realising that
a wider and diverse world of life, perspective, opinions, experiences and knowledge exists beyond them.

This brings
understanding to reason and being reasonable, in which one can then find the bowels
of compassion to engage with others; that is the essence of our humanity.

That is why I love
about those who take the moments to reflect over those who seize the moment for
reflex.

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